Chapter 325: The Beginning of the Journey to Rescue the Bamboo Horse (19)
Zhou Yuxiu's matter has always been in Shi Lan's heart, every time she sees her, Shi Lan will feel a diaphragm in her heart, and she doesn't even have a good face for Mo Yun. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Experiencing the warmth between husband and wife, Mo Yun, who felt the gentleness and consideration of the lady, suddenly tasted the taste of cold reception.
When eating, no one cares about the cloth, before going to sleep, the pillow person back to his cold back, if it weren't for his dead face every time, he was afraid that he wouldn't even have a chance to hook the lady's body through the quilt.
After suffering like this for seven or eight days, Mo Yun finally saw his savior, Ming Weiliang, who had been his deputy and was now promoted to the rank of fifth-rank official.
Mo Yun brought Ming Weiliang to his home, Shi Lan knew that this was his fellow brother, even if he was still angry with Mo Yun, he couldn't let him lose face, so she personally went into battle to make a refreshing and pure four dishes and one soup.
Ming Weiliang and Mo Yun had dinner in the house, and after a while, they went out together, Shi Lan was coming out with tea, only to see the backs of the two disappearing by the door.
Shi Lan turned her head inexplicably and said, "Why are they going?" β
Aunt Wang poked her head out and looked at it, and saw that her old man was still there, so she said, "Maybe the one who is in a hurry to ask the master for help." β
Shi Lan shook his head and said, "Then you don't have to rush so much, it's not too late to go after drinking tea." β
Aunt Wang smiled, warmed up the dishes left before, and said, "Madam, it's not early, you can eat it quickly." β
Shi Lan answered, and did not sit down, but helped Aunt Wang remove the things in the house, and then ate a casual bite in the kitchen.
In the evening, Mo Yun and the others did not come back, Shi Lan stood at the door and looked at it a few times, not wanting Aunt Wang and the others to starve, so she left some vegetables for them to eat first.
When the lights were about to go out, Mo Yun came back with the dew of the night, and as soon as he entered the door, he asked if there was anything to eat.
Shi Lan warmed up the food that had been left, took it out, Mo Yun devoured the food, wiped his mouth and said, "Yuxiu's matter is done, let Mrs. Liu go to the Yuan family tomorrow to say yes." β
Shi Lan brought him a cup of tea, turned around to pick up the dishes, and was stunned for a moment, "What's the matter?" β
Mo Yun smiled and sold Guanzi, Shi Lan glanced at him, knowing that it should be related to the person who came today.
Mo Yun felt an itch in his heart, how many days have it been, and the lady is finally willing to give herself flying eyes.
Packed up his things, because he was in a good mood, Shi Lan brought a basin of warm water for him to wash.
After he finished wiping his face, he quickly spread the futon diligently, and when he sat on the edge of the kang, he leaned over and said, "Tell me quickly." β
Mo Yun saw her looking up at her white face and her dark eyes were shining, he felt that she was extremely cute, reached out and touched her head, and said, "There's nothing to say, anyway, the Yuan family agreed." β
Shi Lan pouted and looked at him, "Do you want to say it?" β
Mo Yun laughed, but he refused to speak.
Shi Lan blinked her eyes and said, "If you don't say it, forget it, I don't know it rarely," she blew out the oil lamp with a 'poof' and got into the quilt.
Mo Yun shook his head helplessly, and said in his heart that his temperament was really big.
The hand automatically and spontaneously pulled over Shi Lan, hugged her gently in his arms, and said, "Actually, it's nothing, it's just a trip with Wei Liang and a few words to his mother." β
The warm breath came to her face, and Shi Lan's face began to feverish, but she didn't want Mo Yun to find out, so she could only stiffen her body and pretend to be serious, but she still muttered with shortness of breath: "Say a few words, and she agreed?" I don't believe it's that simple. β
Mo Yun curled the corners of his mouth, of course it was not that simple.
Ming Weiliang told her that his maternal grandfather was a bachelor of the dynasty and had countless protΓ©gΓ©s in the court, and Yuxiu was his brother's sister-in-law, that is, his sister-in-law, if she really couldn't get what she wanted, he would uphold the principle of helping relatives and not helping her, and talk to the examiner about the candidates.
Yuan Mu didn't believe it at first, thinking that he was not ashamed of his words, but after seeing that the officials and officials who were called county lords behind him were respectful to him, they were scared stupid on the spot.
When it comes to her son's future, the mother has nothing to hesitate about, and immediately agrees to the marriage without saying a word.
Gently patting Shi Lan, who didn't speak anymore, Mo Yun leaned his head on her sideburns, sniffed the faint fragrance on her body, and slowly fell asleep.
Shi Lan stiffened and waited until he was breathing, then slowly moved away from him and slowly crawled towards his quilt.
Unexpectedly, even if Mo Yun fell asleep, his hand was still spontaneously conscious, and he actually fished her back as soon as he stretched out his hand, re-imprisoned her on his chest, and gently rubbed her shoulder, buried his head in her neck socket, and stopped moving again.
There was the sound of his low and continuous breathing in her ears, and Shi Lan was motionless for a long time, and the long time of not moving made her legs and waist and crotch feel a crispy soreness.
Shi Lan rubbed it vigorously twice, soothing the soreness, slowly pulling away his arm around his thin waist, and crawling back to the bed little by little at a speed comparable to that of a turtle.
Returning to the quilt, Shi Lan breathed a sigh of relief and closed her eyes comfortably.
The morning light gradually enveloped the earth, because there was something in his heart, Shi Lan went to bed before he slept today, and the light only through the window lattice, Shi Lan opened his eyes.
Turning his head sideways and looking at Mo Yun, who was sleeping with his eyebrows stretched and his mouth slightly pouting, Shi Lan smiled slightly, he really looked like a child.
Getting up lightly, Shi Lan went to the kitchen, boiled water to boil porridge, and kneaded dough and pancakes.
By the time it was dawn, she had already made breakfast, and Aunt Wang got up and saw Shi Lan and was stunned, "Madam." β
Shi Lan smiled at her and said, "It's okay, I just can't sleep, get up and find something to do." β
Aunt Wang looked around, and saw two plates of burnt butter-moist cakes on the stove, each only half the size of a palm, and roughly counted about twenty.
Aunt Wang calculated the time in her heart and glared in surprise.
My wife is afraid that she will get up at dawn.
Shi Lan cleared the way and went to get the pickles he had pickled before.
Aunt Wang was willing to let her be busy, so she hurriedly took over and said, "You have been busy all morning, go and rest, I will do this little work." β
The farmer is not so particular, and the side dishes in the morning are only two or three pickles, Shi Lan didn't want to fight with Aunt Wang for such a little work, so she simply took the water back to the house.
Mo Yun's biological clock had already been fixed in the army, and when Shi Lan entered the house, he had already dressed and folded the futon.
Shi Lan brought the water over, waited for him to wash well, straightened his collar, and said, "I'll go to Aunt Liutang later, do you have anything else to explain to the Yuan family?" β
Mo Yun was stretching his neck, enjoying Shi Lan's service, and when he heard this, he said: "Although the Yuan family agreed this time, but there is still a little reluctance in my heart, our family will give her more money to accompany her, so that Yuxiu's waist will also be tougher, and if Yuen Long rushes to take the exam in the future, there will be travel expenses." β
Shi Lan responded and asked, "How much is appropriate?" β
Mo Yun groaned, "Give fifty taels." β
Shi Lan's hand paused, and then quickly continued, "Okay, I see. β